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03/08/2026

Perfume of betrayal 2-3

11/06/2026

“But then the mob turned on to their street, where Romanian and Nigerian families also live alongside British and Irish families.

“They started burning, petrol-bombing, the cars,” she said. “So when the smoke started, it was just coming direct to our houses.”

““It was so, so, so terrifying,” Nakazibwe said, as the women watched flames take hold of nearby houses. Emergency services told them it was too dangerous for them to attempt to leave, suggesting they put on their care worker uniforms in case that helped placate any rioters who broke in.

“Someone who is actually rioting doesn’t know that the person they are targeting is actually looking after their mother or their granny,” Nakazibwe said.”

09/06/2026

What about those who came legally? I think this has nothing to do with color but mindset #

03/06/2026

Henry Nowak's attacker was literally wearing his knife as the police arrived and STILL police didn't believe Henry had been stabbed.

This is the most shocking case of state-oppression the UK has ever seen.

30/04/2026

29/04/2026

@😂😂😂😂

10/04/2026

Nice story

MUNACHIMSO AND THE PRINCE

EPISODE 1: THE DAY THEY TOOK HER AWAY

The day they came for Munachimso…

The village was already waiting.

Whispers had spread for weeks.

Dark whispers.

Dangerous whispers.

“That girl is not ordinary…”
“My son fell sick after playing with her!”
“Mine too!”
“She brings sickness!”
“She is a curse!”

Munachimso stood in the middle of the square, her heart pounding as eyes burned into her skin.

“I did nothing…” she said softly.

But her voice was too small for their anger.

“Liar!” a woman screamed.
“Ever since our children started going near you, strange sickness has been everywhere!”

Her father stepped forward immediately.

“My daughter is innocent!” he said firmly.

But no one listened.

Her mother held her hand tightly, trembling.

“Please… she is just a child…”

Then suddenly,

The sound of horses.

Royal guards stormed into the village.

Silence fell instantly.

“By the order of the King!” the lead guard announced.
“The girl, Munachimso, is to be taken to the palace for investigation!”

Her mother gasped.

“No… no, you can’t take her!”

Her father stepped forward again.

“My Lords, this is a mistake”

“Stand aside!” the guard barked.

Munachimso’s heart raced.

“Mother…” she whispered, gripping her hand.

But the guards had already grabbed her.

“Please! She has done nothing!” her mother cried, falling to her knees.

“Take me instead!”

“Enough!” the guard shouted.

Chains were locked around Munachimso’s wrists.

Cold.

Heavy.

Terrifying.

She turned back as they dragged her away.

Her mother screaming.

Her father shouting.

Running after them.

“Munachimso!” her mother cried.

“Don’t be afraid!” her father shouted.
“We will come for you!”

But the distance grew.

Their voices faded.

And that was the last time she saw them alive.

To be continued in episode 2